9th Master’s Little Darling is Trolling Again!

She jumped far away with a vigilant look on her face.

Who was this?

Could it be that the enemy she had offended in the other dimension had thought of ways to chase after her and deliberately cut off her lifespan, hoping that she would die early?

Looking at the little girl’s vigilant look and her pair of big eyes rolled with intelligence and craftiness… The expression on her small face was so rich that Shang Jingheng could not help but flash a smile in the bottom of his eyes. He subconsciously reached out his hand to protect her behind him.

He even took the opportunity to pat the top of her hair twice.

In exchange, Qin Yiyi’s face turned sour. “Don’t pat my head!” How old was she? She could already be this guy’s great-grandparent!

Disrespecting his superiors!

However, when she looked at the person who had just kneeled in front of her, why did he look so familiar?

After taking two more glances, Qin Yiyi’s face turned even darker.

“Why is it you, you… you brought him here?!”

It was the person who had been in the car accident when she had just opened her eyes and returned.

After that, she had specially gone to the hospital to get rid of the poison in his body…

Looking at the person kneeling in front of her, she suddenly frowned.

“What’s Your Name?”

“Yang Huaijun.”

Yang Huaijun replied respectfully and seriously, answering every question he was asked.

It was like a child answering a teacher’s question in class.

“What was your ancestor’s surname?”

The more she looked at him, the more she felt that this person was related to her stupid senior brother. However, her senior brother’s surname was not Yang…

However, it was not necessarily because he could have changed his name or had some other fate.

Therefore, after hearing Yang Huaijun mention that her ancestor’s surname was also Yang, she pondered for a moment and handed him a small jade buddha that she had just gotten out two days ago.

“There are still some remnants of the Gu poison on your body. Take this with you.”

After pausing for a moment, she added, “Carry it around with you. It’s an amulet.”

“Thank you, Miss Qin.”

Yang Huaijun thanked her again and again. Before Qin Yiyi waved her hand to dismiss him, he braced himself and withstood Shang Jingheng’s murderous gaze to ask out the doubts in his heart, “Can I ask Miss Qin, why are you doing this for me?” He did not know that before he got into the car accident and entered the hospital, he had already been saved by Qin Yiyi once. However, he only knew that he had been given a critical condition notice several times in the hospital. It was this girl who saved him…

At that time, he seemed to be unconscious, but he could clearly hear what the people outside were saying.

Therefore, he knew clearly in his heart that this girl didn’t save him because of Brother Xu or because of his boss.

However, he couldn’t figure it out after thinking about it for a while.

Qin Yiyi had already lowered her head to eat the fruit, but when she heard this, she picked up a grape and played with it in her hand.

She raised her head and looked at Yang Huaijun with a meaningful look in her eyes.

“Do you really want to know?”

“If it’s convenient for Miss Qin to say it…” He just didn’t understand. Of course, if Miss Qin didn’t want to or it wasn’t convenient to say…

Then, he naturally wouldn’t ask again and again.

He only remembered this favor in his heart and would repay it in the future.

“If I say that I have an old relationship with your ancestors and only did it on account of the descendants of this bloodline, would you believe it?”

Qin Yiyi’s tone was unhurried as she smiled casually,

“I was just joking with you. Alright, you can go.”

Yang Huaijun was a little confused until he was dragged away by Ding Yi who was outside the door.

When the wind blew outside, he felt even more dizzy. He held Ding Yi’s hand tightly and refused to let go.

“Pinch me. Yes, harder.”

What did Miss Qin say just now? Did she have an old relationship with his ancestor?

Hehe, Hehe!

“AH, damn it, Ding Yi, what are you doing? Pinching me to death?!”

Ding Yi rolled his eyes at him, “Didn’t you ask me to pinch you? You even said that the harder you pinch, the better… sigh, looking at your dispirited and absent-minded look, did Mister scold you? Did you make Miss Qin angry? Didn’t I just tell you not to make Miss Qin angry? Why didn’t you listen to me?” This was a bloody experience and lesson.

“I didn’t make Miss Qin angry. Ding Yi, I have something to do first.”

Ding Yi saw him leave without turning his head. He scratched his head with a puzzled expression.

He looked fine, but why did he seem to have lost his soul? !

In the room.

Qin Yiyi was eating grapes.

She ate one, and Shang Jingheng peeled one.

Peeled one, ate one.

The two of them divided their work and worked together. They had an extremely tacit understanding.

In the end, Qin Yiyi was a little embarrassed. She rolled her eyes and reached out to pick up a small grape and handed it to Shang Jingheng.

“You eat it too.”

Yes, she wouldn’t give him the big and pretty ones.

Anyway, he was already so good-looking, so it was useless to eat the good-looking ones.

As if he could read her mind, a smile flashed across Shang Jingheng’s eyes. He picked up the grape and ate it up. Then, he fixed his eyes on Qin Yiyi.

This made Qin Yiyi think that it wouldn’t be good if she didn’t notice him.

After all, he had helped her peel the grape seeds for half a day, right?

She sat up straight and thought for a moment before deciding to give Shang Jingheng a chance.

“Do you have something you want to ask me? Just say it. I’ll definitely do what I can.”

It was useless to ask what he couldn’t say!

Shang Jingheng, “…”

After peeling the last grape, he took a tissue and wiped his fingers clean.

From start to finish, his movements were graceful and calm.

It was as if he was performing art.

This made Qin Yiyi sigh in her heart.

See, it was said that good-looking people or beautiful things were easy to like.

Look, this person sat here and didn’t say anything. Even if he was just a vase decoration, he was still pleasing to the eye.

Shang-vase-decoration Jingheng looked at her and suddenly opened his mouth, “What you said to Yang Huaijun just now was true.”

He was actually asking about this?

A hint of surprise flashed across Qin Yiyi’s eyes,

“I thought you would ask about your illness or physical condition. I didn’t expect you to actually ask about this…”

She tilted her head and smiled. “Yang Huaijun thought I was joking. I also thought that I was…”

“You’re not joking.”

Shang Jingheng’s tone was indifferent, but his expression was extremely serious. “Of course, if you don’t want to say it, then don’t.”

He had only just remembered and casually mentioned it.

“If I say that I really know his ancestor, will you kill me as a demon or hand me over to the country?”

“No.”

Shang Jingheng shook his head without thinking. “You’re not that kind of person.”

She gave him a deep look, and a hint of disappointment flashed across Qin Yiyi’s eyes, “It’s just a coincidence that I know someone who looks similar to him. However, the other party’s surname isn’t Yang. I just feel that they look a little similar…”

As for the other stuff, she didn’t say anything else, and Shang Jingheng really didn’t ask any further.

After accompanying Qin Yiyi to eat, the two of them chatted for a while more before he stood up and said goodbye. “I’ll leave Ding Yi with you. During this period of time, he’ll run errands for you. If there’s anything you need, just tell him directly.”

“No need, I…”

Ding Yi: “Yes, yes. Miss Qin, please have pity on me. If you don’t take me in, I’ll be sent by Sir to Africa to dig coal.”

Qin Yiyi, “…”

The next day was Monday, and a peaceful day passed in the school.

On Wednesday, Qin Yiyi had just arrived at the classroom when she was called to his office by Teacher Zhou, “You and the other three students will represent our school in the Star Cup National High School Drawing Competition next week. You are not allowed to refuse or be perfunctory. You must do your best.” It was as if he could see that Qin Yiyi’s entire body, even her hair, was clamoring against it, as if he didn’t want to participate.

Teacher Zhou looked her up and down and suddenly said, “Didn’t you say last time that you didn’t want to study early or take part in the evening self-study? As long as you get a place in this competition, I will allow you to not study early or take part in the evening self-study.”

When Qin Yiyi heard this, her eyes lit up. “Deal!”